OPEN POST: The Lost Art Of Brunch!

Do you still brunch as much as you used to brunch? During COVID lockdown, many things came to a screeching halt, and once lockdown was lifted, they only half-heartedly resumed, one of them being Sunday brunch. This is only by my estimation, of course, but it's noticeable. 

Friends of ours more often than not "don't have time this week" for a myriad of reasons, and when the hubs and I do go out to brunch, with ourselves or with others, we see more empty tables than we used to, and shorter lines at the "hot" restaurant of the moment. This is across all generations. 20 and 30-something friends of ours got out of the habit during COVID and now cite cost as a prime reason not to go any longer. But with the bar scene decimated, where are the youngins supposed to go to get their drink on? And flirt with the guy or gal at a nearby table and maybe get their number? Or leave with them for a little afternoon delight?

In many ways, it's a shame. My generation once made fun of brunch; the "let's have brunch" conclusion of "St. Elmo's Fire," for example, was meant to be at least party satirical, a sign of giving up as well as growing up. But something is being lost when one of the last casual, "IRL" social events - one not beholden to texts or screens of any kind - is allowed to whither away. Do you still meet friends for brunch? And drink like fish? And what do you order now that eggs dishes are a bit pricier? 

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